Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO

A large bed, a beautiful velvet quilt with a violet colour and golden highlights, while two soft pillows were lay at the top of the huge, king-sized bed as Alizée dropped her baggage, with a loud thud, the poor Veronica, who thought she might share a room with Zell was left devastated.

Despite being in a high-priced single room, she looked desolate when Zell left her that door several metres down the hallway, almost seeming to beg him to say with a sad whimper.

'Sadly, this damn witch is still stronger than me; I couldn't stay...' He thought, looking around the room larger than his home's first floor, a large kitchen with all appliances double fridge stocked with various vegetables, fruits and meats that could cook almost anything in Zell's repertoire, which he found amazing.

'Even the knives and utensils and tools are top quality material...' He thought, tapping the solid frying pan, similar to the ones used by top chef Gorden Rimsel.

Thud!

"Ahhh~ fuck, I hate these damn serious meetings and places!"

Alizée jumped onto the bed, her large body now wearing an alluring latex training outfit, with just shorts and a sports shirt, barely covered to the top of her abs. She began to stretch out and roll along the bed; the black shorts were so well-fitting, Zell could see the folds of her danger zone, unable to resist taking a few looks as his bag was placed onto the side.

Zell wasn't her family; if she were with Tessa, Elizé or her grandmother, she would be forced to act serious, follow the family's rules, acting all prim and proper.

Nonetheless, she managed to wrangle this bastard to come with her, with a sly smile as she leaned against the pillow, watching his eyes fixate on her lower body and ass.

'Fufu, see Tessa, your mommy still has it~ this damn manslut does want to eat up our family; what if he kills that old man and seduces grandma!?'

Swish! Swish!

The sound of her skin sliding along the soft, velvety quilt as she moved her hips, lifting them to tease and allure him, curious if he would take any action as the tiresome feelings of the drive, tonight's meeting and dinner fading from her mind and she merely teased her son-in-law like a brothel courtesan.

"Hey~ do you like what you see?" She asked, a slight purr with a sultry tone as her golden eyes watched him with a greedy look, like a skilled predator on the prowl.

Zell didn't mess around, simply nodding as his case was placed into the second wardrobe, loosening his jacket and tossing it over the solid oak chair near the large, room-spanning windows.

"Ah, it's a really good ass~ even your lips are nice and neat, like a young woman in her early 20s." His crimson eye's glowed slightly as he looked at her, without showing any signs of stopping even with her look, his eyes equally like a young wolf eying its potential prey, observing for dangers as he approached slowly with a faint smile.

Meanwhile, deep inside the black tower is a dull room filled with people of various races, nationalities and looks.

"So, has the witch from Beaumont come?" Asked a tall male, his face stern as muscles filled his entire body, two blade scars across his balding head, with a dark almond skin colour and brown eyes.

Standing at the entrance was the Siren from earlier; Scarlet, the guide, quickly began to kneel from the words, her hair now flowing like the ocean water, slight gills on her neck and a strange nose with filter-like cartilage inside her nostrils, a strange but alluring face with slight blue colour, seeming to be slightly damp, but not slimy.

"My Lords... There seem's to be a problem; the person that came is the "Ravenous Ogre" Alizée Beaumont.... with her is a male that even my observing eyes cannot penetrate, only knowing his name is Zell. He's Tessa Beaumonts Lover and Fiancé."

"WHAT!?" A slightly fat male stood up. His blonde hair was rather silky and well maintained, his nose like a pig, rather this man was the descendant of an Orc King, generations of mixing with humans had thinned this bloodline; however, as his black eyes watched Scarlet with a mixture of lust and anger.

"Then, that little girl who was going to join my collection has already been picked? Hmph... useless people, why did none of my subordinates announce this filthy dog secretly entering and stealing our feast?"

"Continue... Fish!" The male with blade scars interrupted the crazed pig that became obsessed with Tessa.

"Ah well, despite being the daughter's fiancé, he is currently sharing a room with her mother, and from what I've seen, they seem to be close..." Scarlet stopped momentarily, her dark red hair flowing over her face, trying to hide her nerves; the Siren were not as glorious as the history of Europa II stated, merely a subordinate race to the other monster races.

Bang!

"Hmmm... Do you mean to say this little boy from nowhere is tasting not only the youngest of the fairy bloodline but also her mother? Does he not know those women have long been coveted and claimed by beings he cannot imagine?"

A strange male, his face like a snake with scales, his eyes covered with slight hoods; the dirty yellow eyes narrowed, giving a sense of irritation as he slammed the desk before him.

"Irrelevant!" A soft but charming female voice sounded, her legs resting upon the black marble-like desk they sat around; she seemed the most dominant and had the most say and power here.

Verdant green hair, shimmering blue eyes and bright red lips, her neck with similar gills to Scarlet, but slightly different with strange blue ears pointed with slight wings.

This woman was a flood dragon, her power and ferocity known to all in the room; she once killed a male's entire family because he commented about her breasts; she was vindictive, violent and a voracious eater.

Her serpentine tongue began to slide over her red lips as she looked at the large screen in the centre of the table, Zell's face and body were revealed as he walked through the hotel, city, and even the images of him brutalising the Qwass family.

"You cannot touch him..." Her voice was powerful, commanding and filled with a dangerous charm, whispering directly into the mind as a thumping sounded from her blue scaled tail that slapped the ground.

"Delay the plans for that woman; since Evelyn didn't come, we don't need to rush; if we can win this boy over, won't the Beaumont women be yours anyway? Don't misguide your true desires for a momentary lust, orc."

"Empress...." The orc whined, before countless jets of water shot through the air, so fast they tore through the wooden chair and marble table around his plump body like they were made from butter. As his body recoiled and almost fell from the spot, her water jets came directly from her mouth as she spat a few more towards him with an intolerant look.

"Don't forget, we cannot lose them, or the demons will crush us like bugs... We need them to act for us, not to become useless puppets or dolls."

The female named 'Empress' then ignored the group, her eyes watching the male with almost enchanted eyes; she could feel it since he came to the country, even more as he came closer, just seeing him, that proud look, his fierce and powerful body.

'He's a dragon, finally.... a male dragon... I can become a true dragon!'

Tapping the marble desk, she waved her hand to make the others leave the room; while she sat alone in the darkness, only Scarlet remained as she shuddered in fear.

"Scarlet, you have done well this time."

"Ah.... thank you, my empress!" She replied, filled with a rare sense of delight.

The Empress watched her, a smile coming to her face as she narrowed her blue eyes on the Siren.

"Seduce him, get a sample of his sperm and bring it to me, fresh and warm. I must be sure of his importance. Do well, and I shall allow your family and race to return to their holy land forever, not as my servants, but as my people."

Her voluptuous body leaned forward, watching the movements of Zell, only to feel regretful when the image cut off as they entered the private room, her thighs rubbing together as the presence of a male dragon caused her blood to constantly surge and boil as if forcing her into an estrus period.

'This boy... he doesn't know how long I've waited... how many thousands of years....'

"Do you understand, Siren?"

'Just for this moment~ at last, I found one.'

Scarlet's body trembled as she struggled to nod, while the Empress shuddered too. Still, out of delight and pleasure, her hands stroked along her body, with erratic and sensual movements as she felt jealousy towards the Beaumont women, able to taste the wonders of a male dragon, a rarity one could not dream of finding in countless lifetimes.

Back inside the hotel room, Zell's body was as if drawn by her scent, that same fascinating fairy mist that the women expelled when they were horny beyond control, whenever in the presence of a special mate.

'This damn boy, always with his teasing in the car, now he's half-naked with a woman that hasn't seen action for so long, such a naughty boy!' Alizée thought to herself as her judgment and sharpness became slightly blurry thanks to her feelings.

He leaned over Alizée, who pretended to be coy; her body lay against the soft mattress as she looked into his eyes with her golden eyes, gleaming like the blazing sun.

She pressed the base of her feet on his thighs, pushing her knee's to her chest as if doing crunches, revealing her slit even more with the latex clinging to her body as it stretched, her lips parted as hot sighs began to leave her mouth, blowing into Zell's face.

"Hey~ do you want a taste of your future wife's mother? I'm very tight."

Not one to back down, Zell's body pushed back against her feet, now pressing her down like a squashed frog, with both legs lifted above her head, the thin material of his pants not hiding his fully erect member as it rubbed against the latex now stained darker from her juices leaking from her euphoric slit.

Zell leaned forward, their lips almost touching as the pair's eyes were glowing, like a vibrant firework display in the night sky, his next words suddenly causing Alizée to pounce, unable to hold back, unwilling to deny herself this chance to teach the bastard about a real woman.

"Ah, Do you want a taste of your son-in-law? He can reach extremely deep and is very thick."

'I'll make this bastard cum so fast he feels like a premature ejaculator~ then bully him as he loses control, fufu.'

'I'll make this feisty woman scream in submission and call me father! Have her beg me for more, haha!'